My online Master gave me an assignment this past summer. i had been neglecting my Master and he felt and i agreed that i should be punished. i had to pick a public spot, and i decided on a park, and i needed an assistant, which meant my boyfriend Billy. We were to find a spot in the park where people might pass by, and i was to be stripped naked with my clot...
Mistress Pauline was disillusioned with the two men in her life. She felt herself taken for granted, and it came to a head at the beginning of the Summer holidays when she had a blazing row with her husband, and her boyfriend, both of whom couldn't be bothered to put themselves out for her. She had had it with men, and she needed an outlet for her frustr...
It was a busy Friday night as I made my way to my job; people were out in droves trying to escape the week's drudgery and enjoy their weekend. A part of me wished I could be out partying with my friends but I was trying to put myself through an arts degree and my family had no means to support me, so I had to work. Smiling to myself I chuckled at the possib...
His orders: On Thursday, I want you dressed as my slutty maid. Wear the new uniform with a sexy bra and knickers- the latter, as small as you have. Wear white stockings if you have them, but black will do. Have your collar on and butt plug in. I am checking in on my submissive maid whilst away on business. I want to see the tatoo I ordered her to get. I...
Vern's Diary Vern was alone at home. He liked going through his memoirs every now and then. And he realised it had been a long time since he had recounted his kinks. He fired up his laptop & visited his private blog browsing it from the last few entries. Day 7 Seven days have passed. Twitching is becoming a habit. God! Why did I accede to Kay's request?!!...
I had an idea for a Photography story and the Boudoir theme was hit on via a web search similar to that described in the story, which is the only factual part, this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, liv...
My name is Maha and I live in Manchester, UK. I am an immigrant from Pakistan. I am now 23 and got married to my husband Adil last year. My husband is a sales executive and travels a lot for work. He is usually away from home most of the week. Being a traditional Pakistani wife i took a lot of acre of my husband, fulfilling his needs putting himself before...
Hurrying leather soled footfalls echo along the otherwise quiet cobbled street. My heavy breathing makes the blood in my ears rush loud as I strain to keep moving. The rows of darkened houses on each side of the ancient back cart path loom into view, one by one as I press onward. Exhaustion would have over taken me a mile back if not for the driving thoughts...
When Ray and I were first married, in June '89, we lived in his home in OKC where he had lived for about ten or so years. In a strip mall on the way home there was a video store where Ray had rented movies for years. It was owned and ran by this really lecherous old man that was just incredibly creepy; but Ray liked the selection of movies and I guess the du...
June, 1962 George Sarin breathed a sigh of relief as he walked the wooded path to his favorite fishing cove. He loved his family and usually enjoyed their camping trips at the lake, but he always looked forward to the naps his wife and young son took after lunch. It was unlikely he would catch anything this late in the day, he knew, but the tranquil moments...